"us"

you say with cautious bravery, bashing your eyelids as you look at him before clinking your glasses and taking a sip.

He smirks, not betraying his true feelings about your toast, or necessarily that this was anything but business to him, but it's clear your comment has landed on his ears. And he doesn't seem disappointed.

He begins to ask you about your recent adventures, palace life, and other things related to business. You feel your inhibitions drop as the ****, along with the intoxicating effects of charm, filter through your body.